Poetry & Prozac

So, a lot of my work day, I am pretty much alone with my thoughts for company. Which means I wander hilariously from day dreams to songs being stuck in my head to whatever. One of the things I was thinking about today is the Jonas Brothers/Kings of Leon connection (by which I mean, the hilarious need to pair them up. Which I enjoy). And then I started thinking about other brothers and bands and of course started thinking about the Brothers Way.

I kind of want to want to ship Nick/Mikey 'cause that would just be PRETTY. But, like, I really think Mikey would get bored of Nick sitting there being a little music genius and just sort of wander off. Plus Alicia would chew Nick up and spit him out. (I am maybe a little bit terrified of Alicia Way. I think she's really pretty and awesome and stuff, but TERRIFYING.) But. Joe. Also really pretty with Mikey. Not boring. Mikey and Alicia could dress him up just like their dogs!

And then I got distracted thinking about LynZ Way. 'Cause she's pretty and awesome and not terrifying. And Gerard/Nick makes no sense. Gerard would just talk to Nick really earnestly about questionable decisions and not sleeping with people who are twice your age. And then maybe asking him to babysit. But, I can kind of see Gerard/Kevin? Or Gerard/Kevin/LynZ. Gerard just wants Kevin to experience life to the fullest. And they're friends and totally understand self-sacrifice and big brotherly stuff. And it would just be a really sweet friendly relationship. Lyn might join them or not depending on her mood, but it's all cool and casual and really awesome. ...I am not writing Gerard/Kevin. That is ridiculous. NO, Kelsey.

Later I was thinking about, really, how Mikey and Joe actually have a lot in common. With the special, pretty much. I have really, just, confusion about Mikey. Because he's SO HOT. And SO SO special (the man once tried to take a space heater in the shower. He was stopped before he was electrocuted). And those things just don't go together in my head.

Anyway, so Joe/Mikey(/Alicia?), Kevin/Gerard/LynZ, and I guess that leaves Nick and Brendon Urie to be awesome and in love?

...I should really find a job that keeps my brain busier.

Hi. It's Nick Jonas' 17th birthday \o/. Spencer and Brendon took pictures being retardedly in love. Then Shane twittered a picture of Brendon Urie and Adam Brody standing next to each other. It's been a pretty good day, internet-wise.

People should talk to me about Disney kids. JoBros or David Henrie who is my other favorite this week. Or Demi. Or Selena. Or Easy Academy as I am still not over Sunday's installment even a little bit and have taken to reading it every night before bed because I am a stalker freak.

Nix finally has AIM, so hit me up at purestarwater6 or comment or e-mail (bluestargirl at gmail dot com) and we will talk about adorable children. Since citibyrd and I have already covered today's Brendon/Spencer(/Adam Brody) developments via e-mail chain.

Let's talk about things that have happened in the last 24 hours that are ridiculous and amazing.

The Friends for Change special thing, and this .gif in particular:
I did not know how hard I ship Nick Jonas/David Henrie until I saw it, and, whoo boy I ship them hard. WOW.

And then Ryan Ross twittered and my reaction screech was something terrible to behold. (Uh, no, it was. Ask citibyrd. She even had her headphones on and was alarmed).

But, it's been a good week for other reasons as well. This morning we (me and citibyrd, that is) went and picked raspberries with some of my friends after having pizza and playing Apples to Apples with them until midnight last night. Thursday night we were supposed to go to the taping of a pilot but that fell through so we ended up watching the sun set from Santa Monica beach and then played on the pier and rode the Ferris Wheel. Wednesday we just hung around because we were super tired after the Green Day show on Tuesday, and Monday evening she got here and there was glee and fangirliness.

So, happy. Even though I could really use a full night's sleep.

Finally actually posting these for real!

( My 5 (and by 5, I really mean 10) favorite Disney ships )

( My top 5 (or 6) Jonas Brothers songs )

( My top 5 Panic fics (by other people) )

( My top 5 real life fannish experiences )

( My top 5 bits of Panic canon )

( My top 5 bandom songs )


( My top 5 pictures of Pete Wentz )

( My top 5 Nick/Joe moments )

Whew! That was kind of a lot of work. So I will save my music pimping for not right now.

I'm heading out to Chicago in the morning for fangirl hangs, a little concert deal with some bands you may have heard of, it should be good times. I'm on twitter at KelseyA (you can direct message me if you need my phone number), or I'll probably hop online a little bit.

In other news... I feel like I should cut this, or make it separate chunks or something.

Bandom:
God Brendon and Spencer are pretty. Thanks for leaking the pics out paaaainfully slowly there, Shane. (I do not even know if I am being sarcastic or not!) Spencer's jacket kind of bothers me because I keep thinking the white piping is headphone cords or he is wearing a hoodie, but, whatever, he is pretty to me now too.

I don't know what to do with AK shenanigans but a lot of !!!!!!

How is everyone on Decaydance so awesome. (Lately I have been feeling sad for Jon and Ryan, because, wow are they missing out. Sucks to be them.)

Disney (by which I usually actually mostly mean Jonas Brothers, but tonight I mean a bunch of people):
I am having some unpopular life opinions regarding Miss Miley Cyrus. (Remember that time her dad hit me with a door while I was trying to get hugs from Cash Colligan?) Fortunately, Demetria Lovato exists as well as her adorable friend Selena Gomez.

"Send It On" is cute, I like it! I really do! I just think it needs a new continuity editor. (I nitpick because I care, okay?) Apparently I'm going to say spoilery things about it now, so ( here's a cut ) Please don't judge me, okay?

I'm worried about Joe Jonas, you guys. He looks really thin lately.

...I need more Disney friends.

So in between watching Wizards of Waverly Place I watched a few episodes of Wolverine and the X-Men and it was SO GOOD. Like, those writers have actually, um, read the comic? Genosha is a plot point! Jean Gray does not appear to be in it! But Kitty and Bobby and Kurt are! And the Scarlet Witch! GLEE. (You know what would be basically the awesomest ever? If they did an Excalibur cartoon. I'm just saying. (Kitty is my homie, whatever.)

Also, If people want to ask me questions for the five things meme, I'd totally do it. Ask me! Or I'll make them up and it'll be like "5 times you traveled too far for shows" "5 Most Favorite Brendon Expressions" "5 Favorite Jonas Brothers Lyrics" and you will all be so, so sorry!

So today I had a minor medical issue wherein I got cat fur in my eye and it swelled up really really big and oozed and was sexy.

I am mildly mildly mildly allergic to cat and rabbit fur (and possibly dogs, but I tend to not hang out with dogs much). Like, I can totally be around cats, I just need to avoid getting their fur, you know, IN MY EYE!

Anyway, I managed to mostly ruin lunch with sparly with all the poking and prodding and taking a Benadryl when I started to get alarmed by the swelling thing and then I took a shower and rinsed out my eyes for a few minutes. (Washing out your eyeballs on purpose is WEIRD, for the record.)

So that was my stellar moment of totally being a genius. Stop snuggling cats, smart-o!

*

& then I watched a bunch of Disney Channel and had my 37th tomato-basil-mozzarella salad of the summer, only we have funky mozzarella right now that is low-moisture and not the spongy kind that is good for soaking up tomato ooze and balsamic vinegar. My life, so hard.

Then I got mocked for my Disney Channel choices and then I couldn't make heart hands at the tv every time the Jonases appeared AND my dad talked through "Paranoid". Ahh, the glamorous life of a 25 year old who lives with her parents.

But okay, those save our planet info thingies? For one thing are lame, and for another? Nick is really hot, but I swear that ad campaign goes out of its way to emphasize his crotch. Or maaaaybe it is me. God bless skinny jeans.

Hey, remember when I felt really sketchy crushing on Brendon because of his age? And then I had that five year over/under rule? And was all "God, The Cab are really really young, I feel dirty. I can't seriously crush on them!" (which, I still can't, but that, as it turns out, is less ethics and more The Cab - not that they are not adorable special little snowflakes)? Yeah. Now it's like, "Pssh, eight years younger? That's nothing."

Fun-fact, my grandma was 10 years older than my grandpa which gives me entirely too much license to be all "Born in '92? Please. How old's Frankie?" Or, not really, but kind of.

...I am going to stop talking crazy Jonas talk and go to bed now. Soon. Probably.

So clearly I lied on twitter because all I want to do is pick at the open oozing sore that is Panic's ... seperation? Thing? I guess.

In retrospect, there are a lot of clues that point to what went down. Spencer and Brendon have been the public face of Panic in an oddly conspicuous way. And weirdly exclusively friendly with Pete. It's been strange.

Zack's twitter made me sort of smile. As much as I can about this. He is clearly on team Brendon-and-Spencer, which, again, in retrospect, obvious. Also he refered to the band as "the Disco" which validated me all over the place.

I don't think most people expected a Panic split to go down these lines, or, I didn't anyway. I guess my Jon/Brendon shipper dreams have just been ground to dust. That, or this is potential for some awesome epic angsty fics. I vote for door number two.

But, whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?

Jon and Ryan are totally the bad guys on this in my head. I take that hug back, Jon Walker. I take it back so hard. (No, that's a lie, I totally don't. That is the GRIEF TALKING!)

I wonder who will fill the respective places in the new bands and if Brent is lying around amused by all of this?

My baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand, you guys!

I'm seriously a little nauseous, guys. And incoherent. And a mini-picspam of Brendon (with cameos by the rest of Panic 2.0) almost made me cry just now.

In conclusion, here is a conversation I just had with girthygrizelda:

Her: "I'm no longer without furniture!"
Me: "But I'm without a baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand!"

also: "A lead singer and a drummer is totally a band!"

Also, I'm still not giving up on bandom, but if someone wanted to point me in the direction of Disney fic, that'd be rad

ETA: I guess it's a good thing I think Spencer's neat-o now, otherwise this whole thing would really REALLY suck.

* You know what is a little bit awesome? When you're at work, checking your phone shamelessly, and there's a text from your friend (hypothetically girthygrizelda) and they're all "want to go to the beach when you get off work?"

And while, yes, you do kind of have some things that really sorta SHOULD get done today "yes, yes I do".

So you go on a roadtrip with one of your favorite people down to the beach and you go play in the waves and then you lay in the sun and read and chat for a couple of hours and then you go get crappily delicious dinner and then you come home and work on your shit and zone and go "I had an awesome day to day!" and then LJ about it.

Ahem. Yes. So that was my third trip to the beach in three weeks. And, ahaha, second trip in three days. Whoops. I don't think I went to the beach three times last summer.

* Is it ignoring wank to not say anything about it? Or is it a quiet acknowledgment that you're aware and agree with many far more well spoken people than yourself and don't really have a lot to add? 'Cause I'm doing the second, in case people were concerned.

* I really feel I had other things I wanted to say, but I do not remember them now and I am sleepy like whoa so I am going to shower and sleep. Because tomorrow is not Sunday, it is Tuesday.

Whoops! I have not posted in a loooooooooong time. My bad. I have been twittering instead. I am KelseyA there, should you wish to follow me and are not already doing so.

* Dr. Who special - always good to see David Tennant on my computer, but I was kind of meh on the episode itself. Especially as a special. Specials should be, you know, SPECIAL.

* My Easter was pretty good, though my family stuck around for waaaaaaaaaaaaaay too long. It was nice seeing everyone, but, good lord nine straight hours is too much.

* I don't know what to do about Amazonfail at this point except stop buying stuff there. Does anyone have a favorite alternative? (Especially one that sells used books/dvds/etc?)

* The Disco + Zack twitters continue to bring me much glee and canon, though I think my favorite twitterers right now are Siska and Felicia Day.

* In related Disco opinions: Brendon looked awesome in Capetown, I can't be the only one who wants to tug on his tie and do dirtywrong things to him, right? ...I thought not. Also Jon Walker needs to bathe, trim his beard and get a haircut. You are not hiding what you are trying to hide, baby. Ryan continues to delight and traumatize in near 50/50 amounts. ilhim.

* I will be 25 years old in about six hours. Not sure how I feel about that, but, statement of fact.

* I am vaguely considering heading to London for a couple of weeks in the fall, possibly with sidetrips into Scotland and maybe the continent. We shall see, but, cheap airfare and waaaaaaaaaaaant.

I have decided that what I really want in life is Band Fangirl Trail. Where you have like $500 and have to make it to a bunch of shows and afford food and merch and places to stay and stuff.

Sample scenarios:

you find a hotel room floor to crash on +5 happy/ you can't find a place to sleep and spend all night in a Dennys - 5 happy

you spend all your money on merch and go hungry -5

a band member remembers you from previous shows +5

you get drunk and hit on Brendon Urie -5

you make awesome new fangirl friends +5

a drunk roadie hits on you -5

you get dehydrated during the show and have to get dragged out of the pit -5

you get meet & greet +5

you wait in line allllllll day and get barrier! +10 for barrier -5 for sore feet

...etc.

I really really wish I was a programmer so that I could make this happen. Or maybe it would work as a board game?

Oh, band boys, how so awesome? Between The Cab's ridiculous twitters, Ryan's camwhorey vaguely codependent ee cummings quoting blog, and Gerard's blog that basically amounts to a fannish history post AND outs Patrick once more as a geek, I am once more a happy, rageless bunny. Oh, boys, ilu.

Well, maybe not ENTIRELY rageless. Certain people still make me fdghkljsd;h. And certain fathers.

But I had awesome fun yesterday and tomorrow I get wordsaremyfaith times and I have cold Diet Cherry Coke and a potential Queer As Folk marathon on the horizon AND no work tomorrow. All will be well. I might even be on AIM later.

* I know everyone on the planet is telling you this, but, OMG, go see Milk. It is AMAZING and awesome, and so worth seeing. If nothing else will convince you, there's plenty of boykissing. And James Franco. And Emile Hersch. And Diego Luna.

* I'm FINALLY starting to get into the Christmas spirit. I've had my shopping pretty much done for awhile, but I just, I don't know, wasn't feeling it. Getting there now, though.

* I have no other news. Have mostly spent tonight making fun of bandboys on AIM. Because you always mock the ones you love.

* At 24 years old, you'd think I could apply eyeliner. I've been puttting on makeup (with varying degrees of skill and intricacy) for over a DECADE. Why is this so challenging?

* My parents rented 21 and I was watching along for a bit. I forget how much I fucking love Vegas, especially the Hard Rock. As apprehensive as I am about going to the Rockband show there alone and planless, it's going to be a good time. And I have some wretchedly awesome memories of the place (and a lot of the rest of Vegas!)

* Everyone knows about ysosrsbandom by now, right? If you want to play and haven't yet, go fill out the poll and enter my name under "anything else".

* L.A. County Fair tomorrow! Should be rad. And by rad I mean awesome in a lame way.

...I actually have nothing to say. Mostly I just wanted to love on Vegas.

So apparently The Cab sold out their show at Jerry's Pizza in Bakersfield (*gasp of shock*) and it's being moved to a bigger venue. No need to get different tickets or anything.

On the one hand, I'm happy for the Cablets, on the otherhand, I was kind of looking forward to seeing a show in what I'm assuming is a pizza parlor.

In other news,

Pete Wentz makes me happy. And the rest of his band. Even if the only member of Fall Out Boy I'm currently attracted to is Joe.

Also, I just stepped on a sliver of glass. Jesus. It is like my bare foot is a glass magnet.

Hi. I am on vacation. At my favorite place on the whole planet - now with exciting ease of internet use!

I will still probably not be around tons and tons as there is a beach, a hot tub, and really plenty of other things to do. But, I have AIM Express (which, apparently I actually still know my AIM password which I'm impressed by, since I'm pretty sure the last time I used it was 2005) and I'll be around a bit.

Things to say:
* RNC. Um. I'm not going to talk politics here, not because I don't have ideas or investments and opinions, but because I value my friendships too much to throw them away on whatever pithy unintentionally offensive joke I would wind up making.
Suffice to say, my family's reaction to the end of tonight's coverage? "I really hope we get Comedey Central here."

* Bones premiere. I probably said five times "They keep killing Suzie!" and my parents kept turning to me and going "What?" "Who's Suzie?" and I kept sighing. My family has no appretitation for random British SciFi.

* Ryan and Spencer's birthday party. The Disco really really wants me to believe they are in love, huh? Also that Shane and Brendon are for real dating. (Or possibly Brendon is dating both Shane and Pete, which I could totally get behind.) I am irrationally sad that Jon was not there.

*FOB song = yay! Being on someone else's computer and not able to hear it =/= yay.

* Seriously, someone, please want to co-beta Panic on the Titanic for me.

Am back. More or less alive, rocking a nifty cough but probably not The Plague.

Have some bullet pointed recaps of the HCT shows I've been to in the last week, because if I don't post them now, they will not get posted. Bamboozle Left will probably follow at some point.

( HCT08, San Francisco, 4/10 - if you don't read this part you will miss an awesome story and most of it is before tour spoilers )

( HCT08, San Diego, 4/12 )

Best. Weekend. EVER.

...Holy shit, you guys. Did that really happen? I THINK it did, I'm pretty sure, but it so totally could have been a hilarious elaborate dream. It feels like one, in that it's so fucking surreal.

Real update once I've slept in the last 48 hours. But in the mean time, this is a place holder.

... !!! !!! *pinches self*

No, seriously. Really?

ETA: God damnit, this is why I cannot have band encounters. Because then I cannot read fic because they are Real Boys. *smooshes ridiculous tiny boy* I love you a lot, you little freak.